Stories of Skye - The Forgotten Dagger
Eventually i began to notice my campfire's warmth fading from my back. i took it as a signal to quit my obsessions for the day and prepare to set out through the forest.
Scales and Honor: Swirling Storm: Epilogue
Veledar sighed as he looked to the little tents that were scattered around the campfire. he guessed that was the best they could do without a dragon to snuggle with.
Unpleasant Introduction
Even his campfire was consumed by the ghastly plague of winter. six's mjolnir was the only thing keeping him from freezing. it was rated for eva ops so a little frigid air wouldn't do him in.
Conjuring Comfort
#1 of josh comfort fanfic, stuffing comfort fanfic thingies after an evening of ghost hunting on the grounds of the conjuring house, a group of ghost hunters sat down around a campfire to mentally cool down.
Mind full of stars (Commission for Danny The Fox)
The crescent moon was so big and bright that they almost hadn’t needed a campfire. tundra had taught him how to start it, however, simply because he had promised to do that.
Sunset Dragoness
"funny that you mention that," he packed his belongings and put them in saddlebags, that lay on the ground next to campfire. "of all the dragons i know, i wouldn't even-" "shush. let us enjoy the view together, shall we?"
Bear burdens of life (Chapter one)
Lights from the front of our camp cut into the darkness illuminating what few people were still near the campfire. my eyes widened with terror as the man in front of me was hit and he fell thrashing for a moment, before he went still.
Everwinter Ch42 & Epilogue: Cycle of Life
Several campfires burned throughout the hall, and circling them were tents of leather. the flakes of snow danced above the campfires that stirred the air. there were plenty of wulfkins by the tents, many of them female by their appearance.
[Commission] Chapter 1: Rogues assemble at camp for stories
- rik immediately began flexing, though her muscular physique wasn't very visible by the campfire. - my bones are iron. my flesh is steel. i strike like a wyvern. even kings will kneel.
Cuddles with Croc Boy
You light a scrap of paper on fire and toss it into the pit, starting your campfire, you then close the lid, putting out the lighter's flame and hand it to him.
Gutpunch 10: The Ur-stalker of the Deathplane; A Hunting
As the dragon laid on the ground, curled up and gasping for air, the pair continued to wrestle until they rolled over the campfire.
Pitch Episode 34: Tale of M.Knight
We sat by the light of a campfire on the outskirts of town walls listening to numerous hunters make their pitch for why we should join their ranks. shawn was the only one to mention true adversities worth fear or hesitation.